- 07:26 @AshleyDWalsh You mean you don't do this already?! Shocking! #
- 07:32 I'm getting so close to the end of this book that it's interfering with my sleep. I love this part. #
- 10:27 Okay. Must write like the wind! Then I'm taking two days off, to bask and eat and bask some more. #
- 12:58 @AshleyDWalsh That and a little "Open Arms" or "Faithfully" for melancholic moments, and you're good to go! #
- 08:51 Thanks for the audio book help, y'all. I think I'm going to try the LA Library system first, then audible.com #
- 12:36 I keep forgetting that in addition to it being the end of the year, it's the End of a Decade. Feel as if I should make dramatic lists, etc. #
- 12:40 Saw Nightmare Before Christmas last night for 1st time. A great many things my friends have done/said/sung over the years now make sense. #
- 12:43 @Sally_Smart I lived in Atlanta for a couple of years, and that's about all I took with me. That and a deep love of fried okra. Yum. #
- 13:39 @Keris Not yet! I see you adored it. It features prominently on my TBR pile, but I want uninterrupted time to sink into it, so... #
- 13:45 @Keris Excellent. Those are always the best. How did you like This Charming Man? I heard rumblings, but I LOVED it. LOVED IT. Ahem. #
- 14:18 @Keris I re-read all the Walsh books in preparation for Anybody Out There, and yes, sobbed. Required therapy afterward, actually. So good. #
- 16:06 It is time for cookies. #
- 18:44 @aswinn That reminds of the night I went to Fogo de Chao and ate my weight in... meat. It was a long night. #
- 09:08 I am RTing myself: Is there a Netflix for audio books? What do you guys recommend? Any thoughts? #
- 07:36 Happy Solstice, everybody. I will be celebrating by going to the post office. Won't THAT be fun! #
- 07:46 Read 55 & parts of others. RT @MJRose BBC thinks most people have only read 6 of these books, how many have u read? bit.ly/5cp1Us #
- 11:07 Srsly. RT @michellerowen Anyone who thinks writing category romance is easy obviously hasn't tried to write a category romance. That is all. #
- 13:41 Bank, post office, PetCo, Trader Joe's, Whole Foods, back home to wrap final gifts, shipping/packing store, back to the post office. Yeesh. #
- 16:35 Husband just asked if we needed to shut off my internet access. OF COURSE NOT, I said. So naturally am tweeting, still not working... #
- 17:31 Is there a Netflix for audio books? What do you guys recommend? #
Today I will pay for my distraction of late (you can call it deadline distraction if you like; that's accurate but has the same result) by going to BOTH the shipping place AND the post office this morning. Won't that be delightful! Nonetheless, I am duty-bound to get packages to the East Coast by Friday. That is part of the unwritten law when one decides to move across the country from the rest of one's family.
I am girding my loins by drinking buckets of tea and complaining on the internet.
Oh, and dealing with these two troublemakers:

That is Ariel on the left and Puck on the right. They are clearly plotting something. They are always plotting something. The older cat sleeps and eats and periodically demands attention, but these two scheme. They are four years old, siblings, and very, very naughty. Especially when there is a Christmas tree in the house, just filled with an assortment of cat toys that they can seize and bat around...
I am girding my loins by drinking buckets of tea and complaining on the internet.
Oh, and dealing with these two troublemakers:
That is Ariel on the left and Puck on the right. They are clearly plotting something. They are always plotting something. The older cat sleeps and eats and periodically demands attention, but these two scheme. They are four years old, siblings, and very, very naughty. Especially when there is a Christmas tree in the house, just filled with an assortment of cat toys that they can seize and bat around...
- 15:45 I can totally wrap up this entire story and all its elements and emotions in the 15K I have left. No problem! ....sob... #
- 10:37 @Eve_Silver Oh, yes. Doesn't everyone?? #
- 10:23 @orangebumblebee Three times, but I'm waiting for January for another big push. Too many ppl. in the theaters at the moment... #
- 08:14 @teebenoit I've never thought about that either. How impractical to shower the poor thing with riches when he wants a freaking blanket! #
- 08:15 RT @teebenoit "A Child shivers in the cold let us bring Him silver and gold." Wonder why we shouldn't bring warm milk & a blanket instead? #
Everyone likes to talk about how ugly Los Angeles is, especially if they are from, say, northern California. Strip malls, urban sprawl, smog, etc.
But this is what Los Angeles looks like on a cold morning in December, after the rain storms have passed:

This picture was taken about a week ago, from our balcony.
I love it here.
But this is what Los Angeles looks like on a cold morning in December, after the rain storms have passed:
This picture was taken about a week ago, from our balcony.
I love it here.
- 19:24 @KeiraSoleore It IS too late! I can type as fast as I think now. Slowing down to learn to type correctly... yikes. I've tried. It's ugly. #
- 09:57 @joshhaber You say that, but do you really want Norman and Gus to talk to you? What if they want to air their grievances? They have claws. #
- 10:06 Is it wrong that the new Robin Hood trailer makes me ridiculously excited? #
- 15:03 Haven't finished holiday shopping, or, really, started. So, naturally, bought self a stack of romance novels instead. #
- 10:12 Must complete freelance project and then dive into my novel, due so soon. And by DIVE I mean DROWN IN MANY WORDS. Good ones, let's hope. #
- 10:20 Like my new Twitter wallpaper? @michellerowen made it. Maybe she can make yours too... for a modest price. #
- 10:21 @michellerowen Is that what my next bill will be? NO PROBLEM. I am made of money. All of it from a Monopoly board game. #
- 10:47 @girlwithapuck Michelle is so good. And yes--that's the UK cover for Everyone Else's Girl. It's so pretty. #
- 14:35 @michellerowen Oooh! Sassy! #
- 17:30 Imagine how productive I could be if I could actually type, rather than using my mostly one-handed hunt-n-peck method. #
The holidays are upon us! I have a million things to wrap and then mail, and a million more things to cross off my list, and that is all part of the hustle and bustle that makes this time of year so much fun.
This past weekend I got to attend a baby shower, an annual cookie exchange (you gain 15 pounds simply by entering the house--those are just the rules, and that's before you glimpse the eight million cookies), and my urban family's annual Christmas morning, which involved tables groaning under trays of food, silliness, and small gifts of holiday necessities like annual mixed CDs. I love annual mixed CDs. J. and I make one every year. I provide the songs (J. always vetoes the original selection because he claims I like music that is too morbid and depressing, and he is correct, so I have to liven things up with the second round) and J. provides the jewel case art work.
Here is the mix we made, more or less:
(These aren't necessarily the right versions of the songs, and the Ken Oaks Band song I used--that you should go buy, it's so awesome, is called "Live For Myself," but I couldn't find it on this site...)
I love holiday rituals.
I like decking the halls. I get sentimental over the ornaments I pull out of boxes buried deep in our closets. I like collecting one or two new ones each year, to add to the collection. In our house, we like to think of Christmas as an end-of-the-year celebration of quiet and family. I like the fact that so many other people are doing the very same thing, in their own particular ways. I like walking the dog in the early, dark night and seeing Christmas lights sparkle next to shining menorahs in the houses along our street. I like evergreen trees and wreaths and Saint Lucia in lights and white.
This past weekend I also spent some quality time fighting off something that felt a whole lot like a nasty cold. There seem to be way more gross bugs out there than usual. Make sure to get fresh ginger (I swear to you, it's miraculous), lots of sleep, and lots of hydration (and no, egg nog doesn't count!) to help you through.
I'll see you out in the madness, fighting for parking spots in the mob.
This past weekend I got to attend a baby shower, an annual cookie exchange (you gain 15 pounds simply by entering the house--those are just the rules, and that's before you glimpse the eight million cookies), and my urban family's annual Christmas morning, which involved tables groaning under trays of food, silliness, and small gifts of holiday necessities like annual mixed CDs. I love annual mixed CDs. J. and I make one every year. I provide the songs (J. always vetoes the original selection because he claims I like music that is too morbid and depressing, and he is correct, so I have to liven things up with the second round) and J. provides the jewel case art work.
Here is the mix we made, more or less:
(These aren't necessarily the right versions of the songs, and the Ken Oaks Band song I used--that you should go buy, it's so awesome, is called "Live For Myself," but I couldn't find it on this site...)
I love holiday rituals.
I like decking the halls. I get sentimental over the ornaments I pull out of boxes buried deep in our closets. I like collecting one or two new ones each year, to add to the collection. In our house, we like to think of Christmas as an end-of-the-year celebration of quiet and family. I like the fact that so many other people are doing the very same thing, in their own particular ways. I like walking the dog in the early, dark night and seeing Christmas lights sparkle next to shining menorahs in the houses along our street. I like evergreen trees and wreaths and Saint Lucia in lights and white.
This past weekend I also spent some quality time fighting off something that felt a whole lot like a nasty cold. There seem to be way more gross bugs out there than usual. Make sure to get fresh ginger (I swear to you, it's miraculous), lots of sleep, and lots of hydration (and no, egg nog doesn't count!) to help you through.
I'll see you out in the madness, fighting for parking spots in the mob.
- 23:06 I am SHOCKED that jeans are a tad tight. As if someone else has been sitting here shoving chocolate in my mouth. #
- 10:16 @Margo_Candela You must have fleece! It is the only way to survive the LA chill! I am wearing mine right now. #
- 08:17 @michellerowen What?? Who?? That's just ridiculous. We're not 12 years old any more. Unless it was a 12 year old? #
- 08:22 Got SERIOUS amount of sleep last night. In what I am sure is a coincidence, am in much brighter mood, and much more motivated to work 2day. #
- 08:32 @michellerowen Your sarcasm is always charming. Artists are so sensitive. #
- 08:33 @HeidiBetts I could write a whole book about how glorious sleep is. Maybe I should! #
- 13:45 Ha! I should prob get dressed...RT juliannelong Opportunity is missed by most authors because it is dressed in pajamas and looks like work. #
- 14:47 @GLITZANDBLITZ You and me both. I should probably get on that... #
- 15:04 I am making buffalo chili. Yes. Because I am a pioneer. Except, you know, I bought said buffalo in store; my husband did not hunt it. #
- 21:57 Had delicious Thai food and must now return to work. Not that it is a great tragedy to imagine myself in Florence, sparring with hot Greek. #
- 22:09 @GLITZANDBLITZ Oh, yes. This hero is... something else! #
- 11:41 Got a "hey cutie" from homeless guy outside CVS. Was secretly pleased until I realized my fly was down. #
- 11:59 What's your favorite holiday song? Tell me here: tinyurl.com/yzqznpj #
I am going to have to leave my writing cave and venture into the world today. I hate when that happens. Especially when it happens during the crazed holiday season.
Yesterday, I left my house to do some early-morning grocery shopping, the better to get out there before the hordes. Here are some choice moments:
One holiday-maddened woman bought a entire cartload of paper towels (directly in front of me) and then muttered to herself (no Bluetooth--I looked) while cramming them all into her reindeer-festooned hatchback (right next to me), and then stood there, her driver's door ajar and nearly touching my car, as I tried to back out of the space. She just... stood there. Muttering. For ages.
One dude screeched into the parking lot as if being pursued by a phalanx of law enforcement officials (he was not) and wrenched his massive Escalade to a stop, leaving the ginormous thing horizontal across a series of vertical parking slots. He then leapt from his vehicle (and was not actually wearing an Ed Hardy shirt, though I felt one was implied) and sauntered toward the door, looking around as if he expected an angry mob to rise up and confront him. But, of course, no one said a word. Because it was roughly 7:45am and the parking lot was nearly empty. There were exactly three people to witness his raging against the machine, and none of us cared.
One excessively skinny and fashion-y chick was clearly en route to a long and unfulfilling day's work, and was therefore perfectly comfortable if not determined to run over a pedestrian on her way to the office. Said pedestrian considered rolling her shopping cart into the grill of this woman's Mercedes, but restrained herself.
One enraged gentleman (seriously--he was twitching) stole my parking space at Whole Foods. When we were surrounded, at 8:00am, by a veritable sea of open parking spots. But no! Only mine would do. So I... parked next to him in one of the twenty-five available slots, and he responded to this by flipping me off. Happy holidays to you, sir!
And this, people, was all before 9 in the morning, on the 8th of December. What will happen next week? Can we survive?!
Be careful out there.
Yesterday, I left my house to do some early-morning grocery shopping, the better to get out there before the hordes. Here are some choice moments:
One holiday-maddened woman bought a entire cartload of paper towels (directly in front of me) and then muttered to herself (no Bluetooth--I looked) while cramming them all into her reindeer-festooned hatchback (right next to me), and then stood there, her driver's door ajar and nearly touching my car, as I tried to back out of the space. She just... stood there. Muttering. For ages.
One dude screeched into the parking lot as if being pursued by a phalanx of law enforcement officials (he was not) and wrenched his massive Escalade to a stop, leaving the ginormous thing horizontal across a series of vertical parking slots. He then leapt from his vehicle (and was not actually wearing an Ed Hardy shirt, though I felt one was implied) and sauntered toward the door, looking around as if he expected an angry mob to rise up and confront him. But, of course, no one said a word. Because it was roughly 7:45am and the parking lot was nearly empty. There were exactly three people to witness his raging against the machine, and none of us cared.
One excessively skinny and fashion-y chick was clearly en route to a long and unfulfilling day's work, and was therefore perfectly comfortable if not determined to run over a pedestrian on her way to the office. Said pedestrian considered rolling her shopping cart into the grill of this woman's Mercedes, but restrained herself.
One enraged gentleman (seriously--he was twitching) stole my parking space at Whole Foods. When we were surrounded, at 8:00am, by a veritable sea of open parking spots. But no! Only mine would do. So I... parked next to him in one of the twenty-five available slots, and he responded to this by flipping me off. Happy holidays to you, sir!
And this, people, was all before 9 in the morning, on the 8th of December. What will happen next week? Can we survive?!
Be careful out there.
- 14:39 Congrats Michelle! Such a great book! RT @michellerowen Tall, Dark & Fangsome is up for the RT Book Review award for Vampire Romance! #
- 14:42 Hooray! RT @JulieAnneLong SINCE THE SURRENDER was nominated for an Romantic Times Reviewer's Choice Award! #
- 14:44 So true: RT @TeresaMedeiros I do think #NewMoon perfectly captures the reality that first love is more like mental illness than love. #
- 17:10 @cjewel Lima beans. GAH. The most vile things imaginable. I would rather eat my own socks. Really. #CVoD #